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Mary Hastings Bradley
Mary Hastings Bradley (1882–1976) was an American author, explorer, and travel writer known for her adventurous spirit and prolific writing career. She wrote numerous novels, short stories, and travel books, including "The Secret of the Blue Macaw" and "On the Gorilla Trail," based on her travels to Africa with her husband, Herbert Bradley, and their daughter, Alice. Her works often combined elements of mystery, adventure, and romance, and she was known for her vivid descriptions of exotic locations. Bradley was also the mother of Alice Bradley Sheldon, better known as science fiction writer James Tiptree Jr.
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CHAPTER I A RASH PROMISE He didn't want to go. He loathed the very thought of it. Every flinching nerve in him protested. A masked ball—a masked ball at a Cairo hotel! Grimacing through peep-holes, self-conscious advances, flirtations ending in giggles! Tourists as nuns, tourists as Turks, tourists as God-knows-what, all preening and peacocking! Unhappily he gazed upon the girl who was proposing...
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CHAPTER I THE EAVESDROPPER A one-eyed man with a stuffed crocodile upon his head paused before the steps of Cairo's gayest hotel and his expectant gaze ranged hopefully over the thronged verandas. It was afternoon tea time; the band was playing and the crowd was at its thickest and brightest. The little tables were surrounded by travelers of all nations, some in tourist tweeds and hats with the...
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CHAPTER I THE EAVESDROPPER Maria Angelina was eavesdropping. Not upon her sister Lucia and Paolo Tosti whom she had been assigned to chaperon by reading a book to herself in the adjoining room—no, they were safely busy with piano and violin, and she was heartily bored, anyway, with their inanities. Voices from another direction had pricked her to alertness. Maria Angelina was in the corner room of...
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